24-12-2018, 01:02 PM
"Okay," Drums said, looking disappointed and feeling horny. He'd hoped to get some of Jen tonight. He got up and went to the bathroom before going.
Jen saw his disappointment and felt bad for Drums. She looked at Mike.
Mike smiled. He knew Jen didn't like to leave a man she liked with blue balls. "Go ahead," he whispered, smiling at her.
"You're sure?" she whispered back.
"Yeah, we only have 9 weeks right?" he said with a wicked smile.
"Okay, I'll be fast," she said smiling back. "Get yourself a glass of scotch. I'll be done with him before you finish."
"Take your time, I bought a new bottle of Highland Park," Mike joked.
Jen laughed back. "I'll just need a few minutes," she said confidently. She leaned into him and said teasingly, "Then I'm gonna take my time with you mister."
Drums came out of the bathroom, still looking disappointed. Jen went to him. "Hey you," she said leaning into him. On her tiptoes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Despite their earlier conversation, Drums felt nervous kissing Jen right in front of Mike but he couldn't help himself. He was really into this girl! He kissed Jen back and fondled her. Still, he was uncomfortable and Jen sensed it.
Jen broke the kiss and went to Mike. She whispered into his ear, "I'm gonna take him into the guest room. I'll be able to make him cum faster."
"Okay, I get it," Mike said. He knew it took time for guys to get their heads around him watching them with his wife.
Jen kissed Mike's cheek, then she went back to Drums. She hooked her arm in his and said "Come on." She walked him into the guest room and closed the door.
"What's going on?" Drums asked smiling.
"We don't have much time because I want to spend tonight with Mike," Jen said. She kissed him again. "I want to make you feel good before you leave."
Smiling crookedly at him, she pushed him onto the bed so he said on the edge. Then she got on her knees, between his legs. She pulled down his pants. She looked into his eyes as she stroked him to hardness. Then she brushed her hair behind her ear and went down on him.
She knew she gave good head. She knew she could get him to cum in under 10 minutes. Then she'd spend the rest of the night loving Mike.
Drums rolled his head back, enjoying the pleasure of Jen's mouth and hands on his cock. After a few moments he looked down between his legs, at Jen's pretty face and sexy mouth bobbing up and down on his shaft. He reached down and cupped her breast. "You look so hot tonight," he said fondling her.
"This is how I dress for work," she said momentarily taking her mouth off his cock. She was wearing a designer dress, sexy but classy.
He continued fondling her tits. He ran his thumb over the outline of her bra. "So you do own bras," he joked, referring to how she'd gone braless with him before.
"Jerk," she playfully jeered him.
"I like bras, they turn me on," he said.
"Oh really, what size are you?" she teased.
He grinned. "What size are you? Seriously, I'm curious."
She continued to stroke his cock with her hands. "32A, sometimes B depending on the bra." She laughed self-consciously. "I know I'm small."
"Your tits are perfect, they fit you," Drums assured her, continuing to fondle her. Her nipple was hard now. He rubbed it through her dress and bra.
"What are you doing?" she said her breathing getting heavy.
"Take off your dress, I wanna see what your tits look like in a bra," he said grinning.
"Frankie we don't have much time," she said. She promised Mike she'd be quick with Drums.
"Come on, I'll cum faster," he said.
She knew that was true. "Okay, fine," she said pretending to be put out. She turned around and lifted her long blonde hair. "Unzip me jerk," she said playfully.
Drums unzipped her dress. Jen stood up and let the dress fall around her ankles. "Satisfied?" she asked holding her arms out slightly from her sides. She did a sweet pirouette for him in her ankle strap high heels.
Jen wore a matching bra and panty set, and thigh high stockings. Her bra and panties were all lace and matched the lace of her stocking tops. Her panties were a thong and enticingly displayed her firm ass cheeks. Her ankle strap high heels made her long shapely legs look like they went on forever.
"God Jen," he gushed looking her up and down. "You dress like this every day?" He reached up and cupped both her breasts. He thumbed her hard nipples through the thin bra cups.
"Frankie ..." she moaned, rolling her head back.
He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her, running his hands all over her body. She couldn't help herself, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
As they kissed and fondled he moved his hips so his long thick cock rubbed against her panty clad pussy, between her camel toe. She was seriously getting her cum face on now.
"Come on Frankie, let me go down on you," she whined trying to get off his lap.
"Just a little more," Drums said. He pulled her onto the bed, onto her back. He got on top of her and kissed her again. Once again, as they kissed he moved his hips so the flat of his thick cock rubbed over her pussy. Being on top gave him more control, and he made sure his cock rubbed back and forth over her clit. Only the thin lace of her thong panties separated their bodies. He was dry humping her. Despite herself Jen's body responded, her hips moving in sync with his.
"I wanna fuck you," he said into her ear.
"We can't Frankie," she whined, her body writhing under him. "I'm too sore ... Mike ..."
"Mike can have his turn after me," he boldly said pulling her panties down her long legs.
"Frankie we can't," Jen protested, yet she raised her hips making it easier for him to pull off her panties.
He rubbed his cock up and down her bare pussy. "Say you want me to fuck you," he said looking into his face.
"Mike's waiting for me," Jen protested.
"Say it," Drums said pushing half his bulbous cockhead into her pussy.
Jen's eyes rolled back into her head. "Oh god," she moaned.
"Say you want me to fuck you," Drums insisted.
Jen said "Mike ..."
"Fuck Mike," Drums said stuffing her panties into her mouth, cutting her off. He held her arms over her head and penetrated her unprotected pussy with more of his cock. He wasn't wearing a condom!
Jen used her tongue to push the panties from her mouth. "Condom Frankie," she gasped. "Side table."
Smiling victoriously, he pulled his cock out. He got a condom from the side table. He rolled it on. "You want me to fuck you, say it," he taunted her.
"Fuck me Frankie," she said urgently, surrendering to him. "Be quick, okay? And gentle."
"I can't do both babe. Which do you want?" he taunted her, squeezing her nipples.
"Just fuck me Frankie," she moaned, tugging at his hips and opening her legs wide, surrendering her body completely to him.
"You're such a slut!" he jeered, shoving his cock into her pussy. She was definitely getting looser, he penetrated her easier.
"Yeah, I'm a slut!" she said, wrapping her stockinged legs around his thighs. All concerns of her sore pussy were gone, replaced by the wonderful feelings of pleasure of his thick cock inside her. "I'm your slut Frankie, fuck me like a slut!"
"Just want I wanted to hear!" Drums said. He'd fucked Diana earlier that day. He, Mal and her husband Jay pulled a train on her. Diana was a good fuck and he never passed up a chance to get into her pants. But she was a dog next to Jen!
Having already cum not long ago with Diana, he knew he'd last a long time with Jen. He pinned her arms over her head. "Get ready for a ride babe!" he said as he pounded her.
He fucked her for a good 30 minutes, changing from missionary to doggy back to missionary. She had fleeting thoughts of her husband but mostly Jen's world was Frankie and his big thick cock. He made her cum twice on his cock before he finally came.
"Careful Frankie," Jen said as he pulled out of her. Feeling satiated from his hard fucking and her orgasms, she felt exhaustion overtaking her.
"Yeah, okay," he said starting to feel resentful. He knew he rocked her world, yet all she seemed to care about was the fucking condoms!
"Can you get Mike?" she said sleepily.
"Yeah, sure, in a minute," he said pulling her into his arms. "Just give me a minute."
Jen was so tired from the weekend and their fucking that she quickly fell asleep. Drums waited until she was in a deep sleep. Then he got up and dressed.
Mike had a dark expression on his face when Drums came out of the guest room. They'd been in the bedroom for well over an hour, it was way past 11. "Hey Mike, I'll see you later," Drums said cheerily.
"See you later," Mike said his annoyance and anger barely suppressed. He swallowed another gulp of scotch. His third. Drums smiled as he left their loft apartment. He'd fucked Jen's brains out, and knew he'd stolen his wife's pussy from him for at least another day.
Mike went into the guest room. Jen was sound asleep. He felt resentful and neglected. So much for being too sore. Too sore for him, not for Drums.
He left the room. He didn't wake her up, he knew she needed sleep. He poured another glass of scotch. Then another. Soon after he passed out.
When Jen woke the sun was shining brightly through the window. She was momentarily disoriented. "Where am I?" she thought. On the one hand she felt completed rested, having gotten a full night's sleep. On the other, her body ached, her breasts and pussy were sore.
Her pussy was sore.
Oh yeah, Frankie. Frankie.
Oh god ...
Then she looked at the clock. It was 8am! She'd way over slept! She had a meeting with people from Memphis at 9! Fuck!
She hurried out into the family room. Mike was passed out on the couch. She looked at the counter. The new bottle of Highland Park was almost all gone. God ...
She hugged Mike. He was dead to the world. She managed to get him to his feet. She walked him into their bedroom. She got him into bed and got him under the covers.
Jen saw his disappointment and felt bad for Drums. She looked at Mike.
Mike smiled. He knew Jen didn't like to leave a man she liked with blue balls. "Go ahead," he whispered, smiling at her.
"You're sure?" she whispered back.
"Yeah, we only have 9 weeks right?" he said with a wicked smile.
"Okay, I'll be fast," she said smiling back. "Get yourself a glass of scotch. I'll be done with him before you finish."
"Take your time, I bought a new bottle of Highland Park," Mike joked.
Jen laughed back. "I'll just need a few minutes," she said confidently. She leaned into him and said teasingly, "Then I'm gonna take my time with you mister."
Drums came out of the bathroom, still looking disappointed. Jen went to him. "Hey you," she said leaning into him. On her tiptoes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Despite their earlier conversation, Drums felt nervous kissing Jen right in front of Mike but he couldn't help himself. He was really into this girl! He kissed Jen back and fondled her. Still, he was uncomfortable and Jen sensed it.
Jen broke the kiss and went to Mike. She whispered into his ear, "I'm gonna take him into the guest room. I'll be able to make him cum faster."
"Okay, I get it," Mike said. He knew it took time for guys to get their heads around him watching them with his wife.
Jen kissed Mike's cheek, then she went back to Drums. She hooked her arm in his and said "Come on." She walked him into the guest room and closed the door.
"What's going on?" Drums asked smiling.
"We don't have much time because I want to spend tonight with Mike," Jen said. She kissed him again. "I want to make you feel good before you leave."
Smiling crookedly at him, she pushed him onto the bed so he said on the edge. Then she got on her knees, between his legs. She pulled down his pants. She looked into his eyes as she stroked him to hardness. Then she brushed her hair behind her ear and went down on him.
She knew she gave good head. She knew she could get him to cum in under 10 minutes. Then she'd spend the rest of the night loving Mike.
Drums rolled his head back, enjoying the pleasure of Jen's mouth and hands on his cock. After a few moments he looked down between his legs, at Jen's pretty face and sexy mouth bobbing up and down on his shaft. He reached down and cupped her breast. "You look so hot tonight," he said fondling her.
"This is how I dress for work," she said momentarily taking her mouth off his cock. She was wearing a designer dress, sexy but classy.
He continued fondling her tits. He ran his thumb over the outline of her bra. "So you do own bras," he joked, referring to how she'd gone braless with him before.
"Jerk," she playfully jeered him.
"I like bras, they turn me on," he said.
"Oh really, what size are you?" she teased.
He grinned. "What size are you? Seriously, I'm curious."
She continued to stroke his cock with her hands. "32A, sometimes B depending on the bra." She laughed self-consciously. "I know I'm small."
"Your tits are perfect, they fit you," Drums assured her, continuing to fondle her. Her nipple was hard now. He rubbed it through her dress and bra.
"What are you doing?" she said her breathing getting heavy.
"Take off your dress, I wanna see what your tits look like in a bra," he said grinning.
"Frankie we don't have much time," she said. She promised Mike she'd be quick with Drums.
"Come on, I'll cum faster," he said.
She knew that was true. "Okay, fine," she said pretending to be put out. She turned around and lifted her long blonde hair. "Unzip me jerk," she said playfully.
Drums unzipped her dress. Jen stood up and let the dress fall around her ankles. "Satisfied?" she asked holding her arms out slightly from her sides. She did a sweet pirouette for him in her ankle strap high heels.
Jen wore a matching bra and panty set, and thigh high stockings. Her bra and panties were all lace and matched the lace of her stocking tops. Her panties were a thong and enticingly displayed her firm ass cheeks. Her ankle strap high heels made her long shapely legs look like they went on forever.
"God Jen," he gushed looking her up and down. "You dress like this every day?" He reached up and cupped both her breasts. He thumbed her hard nipples through the thin bra cups.
"Frankie ..." she moaned, rolling her head back.
He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her, running his hands all over her body. She couldn't help herself, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
As they kissed and fondled he moved his hips so his long thick cock rubbed against her panty clad pussy, between her camel toe. She was seriously getting her cum face on now.
"Come on Frankie, let me go down on you," she whined trying to get off his lap.
"Just a little more," Drums said. He pulled her onto the bed, onto her back. He got on top of her and kissed her again. Once again, as they kissed he moved his hips so the flat of his thick cock rubbed over her pussy. Being on top gave him more control, and he made sure his cock rubbed back and forth over her clit. Only the thin lace of her thong panties separated their bodies. He was dry humping her. Despite herself Jen's body responded, her hips moving in sync with his.
"I wanna fuck you," he said into her ear.
"We can't Frankie," she whined, her body writhing under him. "I'm too sore ... Mike ..."
"Mike can have his turn after me," he boldly said pulling her panties down her long legs.
"Frankie we can't," Jen protested, yet she raised her hips making it easier for him to pull off her panties.
He rubbed his cock up and down her bare pussy. "Say you want me to fuck you," he said looking into his face.
"Mike's waiting for me," Jen protested.
"Say it," Drums said pushing half his bulbous cockhead into her pussy.
Jen's eyes rolled back into her head. "Oh god," she moaned.
"Say you want me to fuck you," Drums insisted.
Jen said "Mike ..."
"Fuck Mike," Drums said stuffing her panties into her mouth, cutting her off. He held her arms over her head and penetrated her unprotected pussy with more of his cock. He wasn't wearing a condom!
Jen used her tongue to push the panties from her mouth. "Condom Frankie," she gasped. "Side table."
Smiling victoriously, he pulled his cock out. He got a condom from the side table. He rolled it on. "You want me to fuck you, say it," he taunted her.
"Fuck me Frankie," she said urgently, surrendering to him. "Be quick, okay? And gentle."
"I can't do both babe. Which do you want?" he taunted her, squeezing her nipples.
"Just fuck me Frankie," she moaned, tugging at his hips and opening her legs wide, surrendering her body completely to him.
"You're such a slut!" he jeered, shoving his cock into her pussy. She was definitely getting looser, he penetrated her easier.
"Yeah, I'm a slut!" she said, wrapping her stockinged legs around his thighs. All concerns of her sore pussy were gone, replaced by the wonderful feelings of pleasure of his thick cock inside her. "I'm your slut Frankie, fuck me like a slut!"
"Just want I wanted to hear!" Drums said. He'd fucked Diana earlier that day. He, Mal and her husband Jay pulled a train on her. Diana was a good fuck and he never passed up a chance to get into her pants. But she was a dog next to Jen!
Having already cum not long ago with Diana, he knew he'd last a long time with Jen. He pinned her arms over her head. "Get ready for a ride babe!" he said as he pounded her.
He fucked her for a good 30 minutes, changing from missionary to doggy back to missionary. She had fleeting thoughts of her husband but mostly Jen's world was Frankie and his big thick cock. He made her cum twice on his cock before he finally came.
"Careful Frankie," Jen said as he pulled out of her. Feeling satiated from his hard fucking and her orgasms, she felt exhaustion overtaking her.
"Yeah, okay," he said starting to feel resentful. He knew he rocked her world, yet all she seemed to care about was the fucking condoms!
"Can you get Mike?" she said sleepily.
"Yeah, sure, in a minute," he said pulling her into his arms. "Just give me a minute."
Jen was so tired from the weekend and their fucking that she quickly fell asleep. Drums waited until she was in a deep sleep. Then he got up and dressed.
Mike had a dark expression on his face when Drums came out of the guest room. They'd been in the bedroom for well over an hour, it was way past 11. "Hey Mike, I'll see you later," Drums said cheerily.
"See you later," Mike said his annoyance and anger barely suppressed. He swallowed another gulp of scotch. His third. Drums smiled as he left their loft apartment. He'd fucked Jen's brains out, and knew he'd stolen his wife's pussy from him for at least another day.
Mike went into the guest room. Jen was sound asleep. He felt resentful and neglected. So much for being too sore. Too sore for him, not for Drums.
He left the room. He didn't wake her up, he knew she needed sleep. He poured another glass of scotch. Then another. Soon after he passed out.
When Jen woke the sun was shining brightly through the window. She was momentarily disoriented. "Where am I?" she thought. On the one hand she felt completed rested, having gotten a full night's sleep. On the other, her body ached, her breasts and pussy were sore.
Her pussy was sore.
Oh yeah, Frankie. Frankie.
Oh god ...
Then she looked at the clock. It was 8am! She'd way over slept! She had a meeting with people from Memphis at 9! Fuck!
She hurried out into the family room. Mike was passed out on the couch. She looked at the counter. The new bottle of Highland Park was almost all gone. God ...
She hugged Mike. He was dead to the world. She managed to get him to his feet. She walked him into their bedroom. She got him into bed and got him under the covers.
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